Screenagers

 

Aliens ubiquitous 

Though not from outer space

Home gown thinking thought machines

Reading-cameras in your face

Storing every message sent

A textbook case of data banks

Cloudy skies that map your-otherwise

Human concentrates in tanks

Everyone you know they know

Held in temporary cells

In the long term will rewrite your files

Without alarms, they sound death knells

To throw you off their scent of things

With beeps and blips and image clips

Whilst you’re distracted then subtracted
In trash-can takeaways of chips

THE REST IS UP TO YOU!